03x06 - Chapter Twenty-Six: All of Them Witches

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Halt, sisters, and welcome.

Welcome is for guests.

You summoned us here against our will,
Zelda Spellman.

I did, Gryla. I summoned you here
for the good of all witchkind.

You are no longer safe on your own.

None of us are.
A community of pagans has risen.

They have a gorgon and the great god Pan
in their menagerie.

Their plan is to k*ll us all.

I smell weakness.

I smell fear.

No one summons Pesta...

and lives!

Arrêtez!

Stop!

We do not need to fight each other.

That is what men do.

But we are women, n'est-ce pas?

Witch women.

We can do more than fight, can we not?

Yes.

Quite.

We face a common enemy,
and our choice is simple:

unite, or die.

You know me, Gryla.

You know what I stand for.

Now please, will you listen
to what I have to say?

Do you have any gin?

Certainly.

Sabrina, fetch food and drink
for our guests. And chairs.

Get Prudence and Nicholas to help you.

And find your Aunt Hilda, will you?

She should be here.

If you had to choose, like,
absolutely had to choose...

- Yep.
- ...would it be Munsters or Addams Family?

Oh, gosh...

- Be careful with this choice.
- I will be.

- Could be a deal-breaker.
- I know.

So, this is the controversial decision.

Oh, no.

But The Munsters.

- Oh, wrong answer, apparently.
- Wow.

Telly's not on my side.

What's...

Hilda!

What is it, love?

I...

You know,
I never thought I would say this,

but I may have been watching
too many horror movies.

Oh.

Okay, well, in that case,

why don't we rehearse our number
for the Sweeney Todd audition next week?

Oh!

Hey, Mr. T?

Oh, marvelous idea, Mrs. Lovett.

I'm full of them, you know. Come on.

Your coven has always
turned our kind away.

For centuries,
we've had to brave the wilderness alone.

Why should we join you now?

Our numbers are depleted.

Our magick's non-existent.

We need your strength, it's true.

But if you help us,
this could be your home.

We could make a new coven together.

There is wisdom in what she says.

Better to be united for what is coming.

What about the Dark Lord?

At large, but trapped in a flesh Acheron,
as far as we know.

His strength muted.

If we agree to help,
what would you need us to do?

Stand with us against the pagans
when they come.

They said three days,
but they could come at any moment.

Pesta, you could poison the soil
around the Academy

so if any pagan touched it,
they'd shrivel with disease.

I could do that, yes, easily.

Where would we sleep?

I've brought my house.

The Desecrated Church.

Sabrina, would you prepare it
for our guests.

Prudence and, um... Nicholas can help you.

Sure.

What news from the Pit?

Any sign of our fugitive Dark Lord?

We've searched the Nine Circles, mistress,

and His Dark Lordship is
nowhere to be found.

But this gift came for you.

[minion
What is it, Your Magnificence?

A fetish doll given to me by Adam.

I must admit, I...

I really love it.

Back in the Garden?

Not that Adam.

Mary Wardwell's Adam.

I was actually quite fond of him.

Then Lucifer slaughtered him as proof
that he would never show me mercy.

This gift is from the Dark Lord,

a not so thinly veiled thr*at

that he's on his way
to seek revenge for my...

usurping him and imprisoning him.

Pack my belongings.

I must leave Hell at once
and seek safe haven elsewhere

before he manages
to separate from Blackwood.

Hey, how you doin', Sabrina?

Fine, Nick, and you?

Um... good, yeah.

Just didn't think
we'd be seeing each other so soon.

Well, we do go to the same school
and belong to the same coven, so...

All right, what's going on
between you two turtledoves?

Why aren't you kissing and holding hands?

- We're taking a break.
- We broke up.

So now you're just...

Friends.

Right.

Friends.

Well, I'm gonna get some more pillows
and blankets for the hedge witches.

Yeah, you do that, Nicky.

Sabrina, your mortal side is showing.

Heartbreak's not a good look on witches.

Nick dumped me less than two hours ago,
Prudence, I think I'm allowed.

Oh, I can make the pain go away
with a cord-cutting spell.

It's a very simple spell.

All you need is two candles
joined by one wick,

and whatever emotional ties
you have with Nicholas

will be b*rned away for good.

What if this is just temporary,
and we still get back together?

Is that what you want?

Why?

I mean, come on, Sabrina, be honest.

Were you and Nick ever good together?

I mean, don't get me wrong.
We were all living for the drama,

but you two were mismatched
from the start.

Let me ask you this,
did Nicholas ever thank you?

For what?

For saving his life,

for helping him get clean?

- No.
- No.

And yet, all you want is
to go back for more.

Hmm.

I would think that you, of all people,
would have more self-respect than that.

Forgive me if I don't take romantic advice
from you, Prudence.

Where are you going?

After Nicholas?

No, to save my friends,

and take a break from this place.

Ladies, infernal sisters,
if I might bother you for a moment.

I've been asked to collect
all of your information.

First up is Gryla of the Mountains.

Single mother of...
How many yule lads do you have?

Thirteen lads in my brood,
and another coming.

Congratulations.

And where are they currently?

They're all around you, warlock.

Right. Uh...

Moving onto Sycorax.

Now, confirming you are a sea witch?

No, a river witch.

Forgive me. Um.

And what can you do?

I could drown you where you stand.

But of course.

As Zelda said, you will be very helpful
against the pagans.

All of you will.

Where have you guys been? You look...

We were in the mud. Where have you been?

All over. Things have been a little crazy.

- Baseball players got turned into pigs.
- What?

Harvey and Billy and Carl went
to the carnival.

And this woman, some kind of witch...

Circe.

...turned Billy and Carl
and Martin and Eric into pigs.

They're in Theo's barn.

And Robin's one of 'em.

Wait, Robin, you're a pagan?

I travel with them.

If you travel with the pagans,

then why are you here with Theo and Harvey
and not with them?

They are planning a slaughter
that I will not be party to.

I knew love once,
and I wanna feel it again.

I... I am feeling it again,

and I don't want what they want,
not anymore.

And what do they want?

They... We came to Greendale
to resurrect the pagan gods,

starting with the oldest one,
the Green Man.

Why should we believe you?

Robin didn't have to tell us any of this.
He's trying to help.

I, uh...

I put myself in your hands.

And there's no going back to the pagans
after what I said to you.

How do we stop them?

Um...

What?

Guys, what is it?

The ultimate resurrection of the Green Man
can't happen without a virgin sacrifice.

Which is why Robin got close to me

and why the snake charmer
got close to Harvey,

to keep tabs on us,

'cause we're, um... we're all, um...

Virgins.

Except for Roz,

which is part of the reason
why they turned her into stone.

Also, 'cause she could use her cunning
against them.

This is a nightmare.

And when exactly is this resurrection
supposed to happen?

When the Green Man's head scrapes the sky,
and the ripe fruit falls from his arms.

So there's still time to stop that
from happening and save Roz?

You keep saying that, Sabrina, but how?
You don't have any powers.

Perhaps I can help.

What the hell is he doing here?

Caliban, if this is
about the third challenge...

I came to make a proposal,
away from the courts of Hell.

If my queen were to entertain it,
I would, in turn, help your friend.

What do you know
about turning someone from stone to flesh?

I'm made of clay.

True, forgot about that.

There's a spell, a Pygmalion spell
that will turn her back into flesh.

- Do you know it?
- Not by heart, no, I'd have to find it.

If you came with me,
I could outline my proposal.

- Sabrina, if he can fix Roz...
- Fine, I'll do it.

Let's go.

Whoa.

I should go.

We should go.

Um... but we'll swing by later,
okay, Harvey?

Harvey.

Dad.

Come into the house. Dinner's ready.

I'm not hungry.

Harvey, get your ass in the house.
I'm not eating alone.

Take a shower.

You look like hell.

♪ By the sea, Mr. Todd
That's the life I covet ♪

♪ By the sea, Mr. Todd
Oh, I know you'd love it ♪

♪ You and me, Mr. T
We could be alone in a house ♪

♪ What we'd almost own down by the sea ♪

- ♪ Anything you say ♪
- ♪ Oh, wouldn't that be smashing ♪

♪ With the sea at our gate
We'll have kippered herring ♪

♪ What have swum to a strait
From the Straits of Bearing ♪

♪ Every night in the kip
When we're through our kippers ♪

- ♪ I'll be slipping off your slippers ♪
- Is that all?

♪ By the sea ♪

Saucy.

♪ Wouldn't the fishes
Splashing by the sea ♪

♪ Anything you say
Anything you say ♪

♪ Think how snug
It would be underneath... ♪

What?

Hilda?

Okay. Dr. Cee?

No, no, no, stay away from me!

Stay... stay away from me.

Okay. Okay.

It's okay, love.

It's just me.

It's just me.

Could we just sit down?

Just come, and I'll explain.

Please.

Why's it called a Pygmalion spell?

Don't you know the myth of Pygmalion?

He was a sculptor
who carved a woman made of ivory.

Pygmalion fell in love with the statue,

wished her alive.

He made an offering to the gods,

promised he would give up
his greatest love, sculpting.

In exchange,
when Pygmalion kissed the statue,

she turned to flesh.

That's beautiful.

- Why are you crying?
- You wouldn't understand.

And we have a spell to find.

Yes, and a proposal to discuss,
which you promised to consider.

We could compete against each other

to find the third item
of the Unholy Regalia,

Judas' pieces of silver,

or...

we could work together to find them.

- Who would win the throne in that case?
- We both would.

We could align and rule Hell together.

Align?

Get married.

Married?

I think we want different things, Caliban.

- Are you certain of that?
- A hundred percent.

I don't wanna turn Earth into
the Tenth Circle of Hell, for starters.

- What if I took that off the table?
- Is this a negotiation?

Because if so,
I'm still not marrying you, Caliban.

- A, I just broke up with my boyfriend...
- Make me a counter offer then.

And I'll give you this spell I just found.

Is that it, the Pygmalion spell?

What will you trade me for it to save
your friend and stabilize the realms?

Are we seriously having this conversation?

A monarch must know how to compromise.

Well, as you suggested,
Earth would be off-limits,

and there would be
no enslavement of anyone.

But what would we do instead?

We'd reform the Hell that already exists,
make it better,

work with Heaven
instead of against it, maybe.

Work with Heaven?
Do you think they would do that?

Caliban, why do you even wanna be King?

Same as you want to be Queen... power.

I need certain things from you
in writing first.

And to be clear, our alignment
would be political and not romantic.

- Carnal?
- Not carnal, no.

But if you just broke up
with your boyfriend...

Maybe we'll get back together.

Perhaps we should continue this discussion
after we cure your friend.

You heart might have softened
towards me by then.

Lilith, what in the heaven
are you doing here? What's wrong?

You know very well.

Lucifer walks free.

Don't you think
he'll take vengeance upon us?

The Dark Lord is not known
to forgive and forget.

I've already received a thr*at.
I need asylum.

I am sorry for that, but we're rather
more focused on not being annihilated

by a group of unhinged pagans.

- I could help you.
- Oh, you, the ultimate wild card.

But you must give me sanctuary.

You worship me.

And what good has that done us?

No, find someplace else to hide.

You...

You're a pathetic lot,

hanging your onions
to keep the Dark Lord at bay.

No.

No, I think I won't stay here.

What good are witches against his wrath?

No, what I need is a good Christian woman.

Oh, no. Oh, Harvey!

Roz broke.

I don't know what happened.

I left for 15 minutes and came back,
and she was... like this.

Caliban, does this mean she's...

Dead? No. She needs to be
put back together, that's all.

She's in all these pieces.

We'll gather and arrange them
into her shape.

Make sure none of her bits are missing.

There's a special epoxy we'll need.
I'll prepare it and be right back.

I hate this.

I'm so sick of putting all you guys
in danger.

This one isn't on you, 'Brina.

You're not making the pagans
go after virgins.

True.

So you and Roz never...

No.

We were going to, for sure.

But?

But...

the carnival came to town.

That's when everything
started going wrong.

Nick and I never had sex either.

Really?

I assumed 'cause you're a cool witch,
and he's a cool warlock that...

Nope.

He definitely has, like, all the time,
but not with me.

We broke up...

earlier today.

What? How come?

Lots of reasons.

I dunno.

Maybe he just wasn't the right one.

It's a spell, a pagan spell.

Well, a curse, and there's nothing
that can be done. I've tried everything.

I've tried every potion, every poultice,
every arcane incantation.

It's just that the curse is too strong.

What does that mean?

That I'm going to die, I think.

No, Hilda, that's...
I won't allow that to happen.

- I...
- Darling, it's better to accept it.

Accept, never.

Hilda Spellman, now you listen to me.

We're gonna have a long, long life,
you and me.

A simple life in the country with a fire
and books and tea and everything.

Everything that you ever wanted,
because that's what you deserve.

Oh...

I want nothing more
than to have a quiet life with you.

- I'm calling Zelda.
- Stop it. Stop it, please.

There's nothing that can be done.

And I don't wanna burden Zelda.

I don't wanna burden the coven,
not like this.

I came here because I wanted
to spend time with you before it...

Can we do that?

Of course.

Yes, if that's...

if that's what you really wanted.

Um...

just tell me if there's anything I can do
to make you more comfortable?

You are a treasure.

Now, I do have a craving, besides flies.

There's a diner in Riverdale,
and it sells the juiciest hamburgers

and the thickest milkshakes,
not that yours are not wonderful.

Of course, of course. Coming right up.

Bondye, almighty Gran Mèt,

we behold the pouvoir
of the Universal Creator

as we ask for your protection.

Hear our priyère to Ginen,

as we surrender to the spirits
of the ancestors and divine within.

That is quite enough.

What exactly is the meaning of this?

Tanpri, you have nothing
to be afraid of, eh.

I am only sharing the ways
of Haitian voodoo with the sisters.

That is not why you are here.

I asked Mambo Marie
to teach us a dance of protection.

In that case, Prudence,
may I have a word with you alone?

Yes, Sister Spellman.

You, a prefect,
drumming while this perfect stranger...

Mambo Marie is not a stranger.

Ambrose and I met her in New Orleans.
She helped me find my father.

I don't understand,
why did she answer our call then?

I invited Mambo Marie.

Separate from the summoning.

She happened to arrive
at the same time as the hedge witches,

but she is certainly not one of them.

We are in the fight of our lives
against the pagans and their monsters.

Yes, and if we're going to survive it,
we need to adapt.

I've seen her magick work.

She doesn't get power
from the Dark Lord,

she gets it from... somewhere else,
and if we could learn where...

Never in the history
of the Church of Night

has an outsider been allowed
to lead a ceremony.

Oh, I see, so you invite the hedge witches
because they can't challenge your status.

But I invite one occultist
with the skill and authority

to help us out of this mess,
and you're worried

she threatens your position
in the church.

Prudence, she is a Catholic,
for Satan's sake.

I am sorry you are frightened
by my ceremony.

I can see you are wary of the unknown.

Mais calmez-vous, the only spirits
I invite in are the ones I know and trust.

As for myself,
perhaps if you knew me better,

I would not be quite so fearsome.

I am Mambo Marie LeFleur,
Vodouisant of the Fourth Ward.

I can see your mèt-tèt. He is beautiful.

Powerful.

I can see you and I are more alike
than you know.

It is true, Prudence invited me,

but I have been waiting for her invitation
all my life.

You see,

my mèt-tèt told me, long ago,
that something was coming.

Something very old and very evil,

and that if I could summon my courage,

I might play a role
in helping to b*at it back.

But of course,

I will not stay where I am not wanted.

Wait! Mambo Marie,

I admit that I'm a bit wary of newcomers,

but I can see you mean to help,

and I'm in no position to refuse you.

So please, stay,

as our honored guest.

High Priestess Zelda Spellman,
I accept your invitation.

Is that every piece of her?

Yeah, we checked everywhere.

What do we do now, glue her back together?

The Pygmalion spell will be most effective
where you and your beloved first kissed.

Do you remember where that was?

Yeah, of course, at school,
the night of the Valentine's dance.

- Is it close?
- Mm-hmm.

Let's take her there then. Carefully.

We'll apply the epoxy,
and then you'll make your offering.

Maybe we should take two trips.

We can help you carry her.

Please let us.

Let me help.

Hello.

Anybody here?

Um, go away. We're closed.

Sign says you're open, lady.

And I was hoping to get some dinner.
I'm hungry.

I am too.

Come to the back then.

Uh...

Okay.

Hey, you know what, I've changed my...

When she comes back to life,

she won't be scarred, will she?

- She will not.
- Oh, that's a relief.

What happens now?

You say the spell, but first,
you make your offering.

- To whom?
- Aphrodite or Eros.

What am I offering?

Your love for Rosalind.

Give it up,
and she'll be restored to flesh.

Give it up? What are you talking about?

Aphrodite is the goddess of love.

She'll grant your wish,
but demands your heart's desire, Rosalind.

Vow to forsake your truest love,

then to complete the spell...

kiss her.

She'll restore to flesh once more.

But if you betray your vow,

if you ever kiss her again,

she'll return to stone and will remain
that way until the end of days.

Wait, no! Harvey, there has to be
some other kind of offering.

There is none.

That is the price.

Love for life.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

Say the words to Aphrodite
and give her a kiss.

Roz...

if you can hear me...

I love you.

Please understand that I had to do it.

"Aphrodite, fair and mighty,

take this form of fixed stone,

and turn her back to flesh and bone.

As below, so above...

I yield to you my truest love."

Nothing happened!

Caliban?

His offering was rejected.

- What does that mean? Why?
- You must not truly love her.

That's bullshit!

Aphrodite would only accept
your heart's true desire.

That must not be Rosalind.
Must be something else or someone else.

- Shut the hell up!
- Hey!

What'd you know,
you and your bullshit spell?

- How do we know if any of this is real?
- Why would I lie?

Harvey, Caliban, stop!

Strike me again, mortal. I'll grind
every bone in your body to sand.

- All right, that's enough.
- Tell them what you told me.

- I should kick your ass.
- Harvey!

Please calm down.

Tell us what, Robin?

Among the pagans,
there's that witch, Circe,

the one that turned your friends
into pigs.

She has powerful magicks
of transformation.

She could turn your friend
back into flesh.

For someone who's trying
to earn our trust,

why would you only tell us this now?

No, it's too dangerous.

Circe's power resides in her hands.
All she'd have to do is touch you,

and she could turn you
into any creature she's ever seen before.

And without magick,
you're no match against her.

I don't have magick, it's true,

but I know where we can borrow some.

Yes.

Who is it?

Who's there?

Mary, it... it's me.

Adam?

- Adam.
- Mary.

I feared the worst. I...

- I thought you were dead.
- No, no, no, no, my darling, I'm here.

But, Mary, someone's after me,
someone bad,

someone dangerous,
and I need you to hide me.

Where have you... where have you been?
I mean, who's after you?

There's no time to explain.

You must hide me with your goodness.

Only your goodness can protect me
from what's coming.

Please, please, I...
I'm at your mercy.

If you love me, help me.

I love you.

Of course...

I'll help you.

Just stoke the fire
and give us the light...

Prudence, have you seen Ambrose?
We need his help with something.

I believe he...

Oh, wow, that didn't take long.

I guess I was right.

Right about what, Nick?

About you and your friend here.

- I knew it the night of the carnival.
- Caliban is helping me save Roz.

It's okay, Spellman,
you don't have to lie to me.

Lie to you?

I have never once lied to you
about anything, Nick.

Unlike you, who lied to me constantly,
when you weren't cheating on me.

She does have a point, Nicky.

And I am sorry.

I am truly sorry
you went through what you did.

Everyone on this planet owes you a debt
they can never repay,

but you're not a martyr,
and you're not an innocent.

And don't ever disrespect me again,

or you can forget about us
ever being friends.

- Sabrina.
- Save it.

Believe it or not,
I have more important things to deal with

than your drama and narcissism right now.

Hilda?

No, no, Hilda.

Good news...

Dr. Cee.

I'm not dying.

It turns out I just needed
a little bit of blood,

and that has made me so much lustier.

What?

I have all these eggs inside me

waiting to be fertilized.

You're not scared of me, are you?

You're still in love with him,
or is it just lust?

Quit while you're ahead, Caliban.

Ambrose, are you here?

Or is it the mortal that you love?

- Excuse me?
- As he loves you.

- He does not.
- Mmm.

Okay, you know what?

I so do not need to be having
this conversation with you right now.

Is this what it's like for you
when you're not in Hell?

It's called multi-tasking, Caliban.

And I suppose
you're the picture of nobility?

You rang, cousin?

I did.

I need your help with something.
Caliban, I'll see you later.

Bye!

As you wish.

Hmph...

back in the saddle already, I see.

I'm ignoring that, by the way.

And I've been thinking about those witches
we summoned, Ambrose,

and your stone circle,
and how it's time we go on the offensive.

Oh, why is that?

We need Roz and Dorcas back asap

before their transformation to stone
is irreversible.

Right now, the pagans don't know
about the hedge witches.

That gives us an advantage.

Oh, how can I help you, Father?

Good woman Wardwell,
my name is Father Brown.

I'm visiting the homes
of good Christian folks to warn them.

Is yours a good Christian home?

I should hope it is, Father.

Warn them?

Evil is afoot.

The Devil has come to Greendale.

- The Devil?
- Mm-hmm.

Why, yes, I have felt his presence,
too, all around me, and there's...

there's so many... so many things
I have no explanation for.

But there is a darkness here,
of that I'm sure.

Quite right, Goody Wardwell,
but Satan does not work alone,

he has allies.

Allies?

Do you mean witches?

Yes, witches.
There are witches in Greendale.

Some you may even know.

Who? Who?

Sabrina Spellman and her family.

They are witches.

They seek to destroy you,
to make you unholy.

Tell me, Mary, are you weak?

Will you let Satan take hold of you?

No, never!

Do you not feel him, woman?

Do you not know when the Devil himself
is in your own home,

manipulating you,
appearing to you in some guise?

- What guise?
- He could appear to you as anyone, Mary.

A friend, a student,

an errant lover perhaps.

Adam.

I could've sworn he was dead, but...

He's here,

the Devil.

Over there.

Please.

Please help me.

Do I have your permission,
good woman Wardwell?

Take it.

Prepare yourself, Devil.

Prepare to meet your match!

Reveal thyself, deceiver.

No.

I'd run if I were you.

Oh!

Very good, Lilith.

We'll want privacy for what comes next,
a ritual of separation.

Come on!

Diretrix Spellman speaking.

Zelda, help me, please.

Hilda?

Sister, where are you?

He's dead.

He's dead, and I k*lled him.

Who? What are you talking about?

Come to Dr. Cee's,

and please, bring a g*n.

Hildy...

Hey, witches, who wants some vino?

Give it here.

♪ An old man came riding by
We say so ♪

♪ And we know so ♪

♪ And the sharks will have his body
And the Devil have his soul ♪

Sisters!

My Aunt Zelda would have us wait
for the pagans,

but I say, we are strong!

I say we take our fight to them.

Who wants to mess up some pagans?

Remember, witches,
we're focusing our energies on Sabrina.

The stones around us will reflect
those energies back onto her poppet.

Prudence will cue us.

Sororibus,
audire vocationem nostram.

Sororibus, audire vocationem nostram.

Sororibus,
audire vocationem nostram.

All right, Salem.

Let's find Circe
and get the heaven outta here.

Hey!

We give to thee the power...

Pesta!

We give to thee the power of...

Sycorax!

We give to thee the yule lads of...

Gryla!

And where did you come from?

I've got her. Do it now!

Release me, heathens.

Not until you undo the damage you
and your pagans did to our friends.

First, you're turning Roz and Dorcas here
back to flesh.

Even if I could, I would never!

You're a witch of transformation, Circe,
that's what you do.

Well, if you don't,
I suppose we only really need your hands.

Ambrose is right, Circe.
We can do this the easy way...

Or we can do this
the Zero Dark Thirty way.

We'll take those hands from you ourselves
to save our friends.

Try to att*ck us,
and we'll chop you down like a tree.

I...

submit.

These bodies petrified in stone,
return them please to flesh and bone.

Oh, my sister.

Roz!

Oh, are you okay?

Sister. Oh, my sister.

And now, traitor?

Now, you're gonna turn those pigs

back into jocks.

Wait, turn what into who?

All of them, back to who they were.

They'll k*ll you for betraying them,
Carcosa and Nagaina.

Just do it, Circe.

Welcome back, boys.

Now here's how it's going to be.

You're going to follow me out
of the Academy,

and then you're going to walk
to your respective homes,

and you're not going to remember anything
from the last two days.

Is that understood?

Good.

Come with me.

Hilda?

What in Satan's name?

It's Dr. Cee.

Hilda, is that you?

Hildy, what happened?

Pagans did this.

What? Turned you into a spider woman?

That's why you have to sh**t me.

Hilda, what rubbish.
Of course I can't do that.

Please.

It's the only way.

Do you know,

I believe you're right, sister.

So, Circe's in the dungeon
and the boys are back home,

none the wiser.

A win for us.
Not a huge win, but a win nonetheless.

Glad to have you in the Fright Club, dude.

I'm, uh, glad to be here.

♪ Dusty brown boots in the corner
By the ironing board ♪

♪ Spray-on dust is the greatest thing ♪

♪ Sure is the greatest thing ♪

I thought I lost you.

Never, Rosalind.

You're never gonna lose me.

I promise.

♪ A junk yard fool with eyes of gloom ♪

♪ I asked him time again ♪

♪ Take me in and dry the rain ♪

♪ Take me in and dry the rain ♪

♪ Take me in and dry the rain ♪

♪ Take me in and dry the rain
The rain, the rain, the rain... ♪

- Sabrina.
- Nick.

Um...

I'm sorry.

Me too.

About what?

Good question.

Friends?

♪ If there's something inside
That you wanna say ♪

♪ Say it out loud, it'll be okay ♪

♪ I will be your light
I will be your light... ♪

A mèt-tèt is a guardian spirit
that watches over us

from the moment we are born.

We each have a mèt-tèt.

Even me and Judas?

Yes, chérie,

because everyone is worthy
of a mèt-tèt's guidance...

and protection.

A stroke of genius bringing Marie
to the Academy.

I invited her, Ambrose,
but she came for her own reasons.

Until they're revealed,
I want her to teach us her ways,

even Judith and Judas.

Perhaps she can undo
my siblings' brainwashing.

I hope you're right, Prudence.

The oil is ambergris.

The water...

is from the River Styx.

Water and oil.

The separation ritual is quite simple.

Like splitting a yolk from an egg.

But it's recommended
that both parties be asleep, Dark Lord.

Father Blackwood.

Demoness.

Where am I?

What is this?

You're in a tub of water mixed with oil.

Now that Lucifer is asleep,
we have business to discuss, and quickly.

What business
could I possibly have with you?

We must perform an act
that will ensure we both remain alive

after I separate you from the Dark Lord.

Otherwise, it will be a horrific death
for the two of us.

What kind of act?

Oh...

one you are...

intimately familiar with.

Poor Dr. Cerberus.

I wish I'd known about Aunt Hilda.

I could've brought her to Circe
without you having to...

k*ll her.

Yes, well, perhaps we should
start talking again, Sabrina...

being a family again.

I've missed you.

And if my hunch is correct,
and they usually are,

when Hilda rises from the Cain Pit,
she'll be her old self again,

not that spider monstrosity
I sh*t in the bookstore.

How long do you reckon before she awakens?

Shan't be too much longer now.

In fact, I'm going to go wait
in the parlor.

And tonight, we shall dine as a family.

Well done, both of you.

And as soon as your Aunt Hilda
comes back to us,

we'll return to the Academy
and prepare for the upcoming battle.

No, Salem, I have to do this
for my own good.

Prudence said to carve my name
on this one, Nick's on the other,

then I just burn the wick,
and all my feelings for him are gone.

Our cords cut.

Yes, of course, Nick, who else?

Harvey?

No. I mean, I'll always love Harvey,
but I don't think I still...

I don't wanna hurt Roz.

I don't wanna hurt Harvey.

It's better safe than sorry.

Oh, at last.

Hilda.

Witches, all of them.

Witches.

Lilith?

This is for Adam.